Tag Archives: passion

FEAR: The Doubts Of Many Nights

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False Evidence Appearing Real
The doom of many dreams

Day after day it plagues
Which one will soon come true?
The emotion that captivates the heart to still…
Or passion that causes it to bleed(beat)

Cooking

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A mountain they seemed
Piled way up to the top
Different types of meat
Vegetables and fish
5 hours after noon they all were done

Me in the midst of my favorite room
Surrounded by utensils and sweet smells
Burning flames bright and blue
Under stainless steels and Dutch pots
Chicken wings clothed with spinach Floating free in juicy ripe red bell peppers

4 stews, brown rice, and fish steeped in soup later
A week in meals was done

Hypnotized

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I sit here in this single headspace
Entranced by your Augustness
Transfixed in time; my pulse is rising

My pulse is rising; rising fast with the outside temps
Soft thighs crossed in gentle submission to this masterful enchantment

I am hypnotized by your gentle strength and dark lust

A Saturday Night

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Buttered toast and honey oats
Fingers crossed with cuddled toes
Warming fires snuggling close
Lovely night with unburdened clothes

I Want To Say I Love You

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I want to say I love you
In the most poetic of ways
Using words like tendrils and lilacs
My brown face blushing masked passion and desire
On the coldest and darkest of warm summer days

I want to say I love you
Without being blunt and abrupt
Using words like my bosom &fleshy heart beating fast as one
Whenever you are near
Tingles erupting way down and below

I want to say I love you
In the most romantic of ways
Using raindrops and lullabies
Soft spoken words &gentle sweet rhymes
Syllables broken off in perfect vibes
Just as clouds start to echo in thunder
Lightning like paparazzi bulbs flashing you to my heart
Silent rain drizzling down fast

I want to say I love you
In the most poetic of ways
So I juggle silent words in my heart
Open my brown eyes and like fire
Blaze affection into yours
Knowing no words were ever necessary

Back To Writing Soon…

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I have missed writing
And hope ink from my felt pen &
Blood from my fingertips spill desire and passion
Onto blank screens & papers soon...


*I found my way onto this blog tonight and my heart smiled as words formed in my head :)*

This Wait

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The thirst grows with each drop of snow
Bumps like tiny points blanket in & around my inner thighs
And tight hips
Love and lust growing with each chill...

Puffs of thick white air fill the outside scene
And my cold sore lungs rise in anticipation
Ample bosom beating faster than normal

This wait for spring’s blossom and renewal is far past its prime

Tonight

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The music of desire plays softly tonight
Light rain fogging clear windows
And I would do a dance to nature's low music
Barry White accompanying with his baritone
But alas I am a skinny girl with two left feet
Perfectly stuck in my six inch heels
(Shame it is for I am the only African girl I know who can't dance)
So I release the strings of my pale red dress
Perfectly worn like a second skin and
Delicately held together by stitches of black lace
(For I need a plan B for tonight's seduction)
My petite frame swaying sensually to the beat
In perfect time for our tongues to meet as soft lips part to whisper...